Chapter 17

POV Drake.

Again and again the same bullshit! No, except this time he goes so far as to check my bank account. How could he do that? And once again my mother refuses to open her eyes, she remains convinced that if her husband wants the good of the company and that I am too young to run it. In the five years that I have been in charge of this company, I have done much more than my grandfather did when he started it. I have made Lewiston more than a store, I have made us a name in cosmetics and fashion. Today, just by saying the name of the company, all the doors we want are open to us. But even that, my father isn't bothered to notice and congratulate me for the work I've done all by myself, without the help of his good-for-nothing son, who's just sitting there strutting around driving sports cars he buys with money he embezzles from my companies like I didn't know. What a jerk!

I miss a turn and almost hit a wall, I slow down suddenly and my breathing quickens. This is what happens